Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage - Chapter 535 - Chapter 535: Chapter 226: Alone, She Slaughtered Through the Three Thousand Realms, With a Single Palm Suppressing the Eighty Thousand Domains! Guanghan Empress!_1

Chapter 535: Chapter 226: Alone, She Slaughtered Through the Three Thousand Realms, With a Single Palm Suppressing the Eighty Thousand Domains! Guanghan Empress!_1

Early in the morning,

where the sunlight could not reach, Han Li could.

“Han Li, are you coming again?”

Having debated the Dao all night, Zimiao Zhen’s enchanting body sprawled across the bed. She lazily lay there, propping up her chin.

After the prolonged battle, Zimiao Zhen no longer possessed the pure and holy appearance of a Heavenly Immortal from the day before. Her face glowed with a rosy flush, her brows hinted at spring, and her eyes were as seductive as silk.

Han Li was about to leave but, hearing this, turned around and saw Zimiao Zhen place one slender jade hand on her thigh, while she drew another tender white fingertip between her rosy lips and teeth.

This was no Fairy. She was an unparalleled enchantress!

Zimiao Zhen was one of the three great Fairies of White Emperor City, her beauty renowned throughout the Endless Yuankun Domain. If her suitors were to see her like this, surely all of their Dao hearts would shatter.

Fortunately, the old ancestor had a kind heart, content to keep these visions to himself.

“Truly a little she-devil.”

Han Li, not knowing how to refuse, simply had to continue exchanging the knowledge of the Dao with Zimiao Zhen.

“Zhen’er, just as you need, take as you wish,” he said.

As his voice fell, Han Li walked over, sat on the bed, and prepared for a session of seated cultivation (). [Fill in the blank]

Once the morning’s practices were complete, Han Li imparted to Zimiao Zhen the vast and profound knowledge of the Dao, leaving her entirely convinced and submissive in mind and body.

At the summit of Chengdao Peak, Han Li flipped his palm and produced a jade-green bowl the size of a palm, quite ordinary looking.

In these days, Han Li had been busy cultivating a relationship with Zimiao Zhen and preparing to marry this peerless saintess, so he hadn’t yet managed the Top Grade imperial weapon, the Bihai Bowl.

“Xi Yue.”

With a soft call from Han Li, Xi Yue’s perfect figure appeared by his side, a smile gracing her face as she gazed at him.

“Master.”

“Summon the Artifact Spirit of the Bihai Bowl. If it harbors any ill intentions, teach it a profound lesson,” Han Li said indifferently.

“Alright.”

Xi Yue nodded, her fair, tender fingers lightly beckoning towards the Bihai Bowl.

A sphere of light involuntarily flew out from the Bihai Bowl, growing larger, and then landed on the ground.

When the light dissipated, it revealed a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in an emerald-green robe. Her beauty was ravishing, and her body elegantly curvaceous, with long, fair legs; a white anklet adorned her left leg.

“Han Li, what do you want to do?”

The Artifact Spirit of the Bihai Bowl, an apparently fragile and ravishing beauty, asked Han Li weakly.

Although the Bihai Bowl was sealed, she had heard every word of Han Li’s previous conversation with Zimiao Zhen loud and clear.

“Of course, it’s to play an interesting game for two,” he replied.

Gazing at the beauty in the green robe before him, Han Li’s eyes brightened. He had assumed it would be a man, and while holding back a silent prayer, he said indifferently, “What do you think I want to do, given that you heard everything?”

“I will not agree,” the beauty in the green robe said with a sneer.

The Lord of Yuankun Domain was one of the Nine Great Supreme Beings, and to betray the Lord was something she believed she was incapable of.

Even if Han Li had immense potential, he would be crushed by the Lord of Yuankun Domain long before coming into his full power. The cost of betrayal was too high.

“You won’t agree, huh?”

Han Li’s eyebrows raised slightly as he commanded, “Xi Yue, infuse a strand of Immortal light into her body.”

With a flick of Xi Yue’s finger, a thread of Immortal light entered the body of the green-robed beauty, solidifying her form from spectral to flesh, indistinguishable from a living being.

“You…you…you… what are you going to do?” The green-robed beauty became panicked, a terrible notion flashing through her mind.

Could Han Li be intending to lay hands on her?

She was an Artifact Spirit, after all!

To engage in that kind of activity with an Artifact Spirit was utterly perverse.

Yet as she watched Han Li approach, the green-robed beauty’s heart raced and pounded uncontrollably at the thought.

“Please not that!” she kept silently imploring.

Han Li reached out his right hand, lifted the chin of the green-robed beauty, and unceremoniously planted a seal.

Feeling the stiff body of the green-robed beauty, Han Li was not satisfied. He pried open her clenched teeth and claimed what he wished.

The green-robed beauty was completely stupefied, her flawless white face etched with confusion.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

After her initial daze, the green-robed beauty wanted to resist. At the very least, she tried to bite Han Li’s tongue as a lesson to him.

But Han Li held her cheeks, forcing her lips open involuntarily; her teeth could not meet, and she was completely at the mercy of his control.

After the deed, Han Li’s face was all smiles, seeming to savor the moment, then spoke to the fiery-eyed green-robed beauty, “Calm down. If you don’t agree, there’s more excitement to come.”

“You!”

The green-robed beauty bared her little tiger teeth, waving her claws at Han Li, and finally said coldly, “Do whatever you want, I will never betray the White Emperor.”

“Oh, I didn’t expect you to be so loyal to the White Emperor,” Han Li clicked his tongue twice, not bothering with further words. He embraced the green-robed beauty and disappeared from Chengdao Peak, returning to his own bedroom.

The vigorous exchange of Dao began anew.

One could say alike the white robes that drape in daylight, akin to the Yellow River flowing into the sea…

“Shameful! I will never betray the White Emperor.”

“Scoundrel, can you be gentler?”

“Han Li, hurry up…”

“Han Li, why have you stopped?”

“….”

When the songs of great passion ceased, Biyuan couldn’t help but pull over the blanket, covering her exhausted body.

“Han Li, you truly are a shameless lecher. I am an Artifact Spirit, what do you take me for?”